Chapter 8:
When Tatsuha woke up that morning Ryuichi had already left. Remembering last night sent shivers down his spine. He slipped out of bed and padded to the bathroom. He looked at himself in the mirror as he brushed his teeth, the red dye was fading slightly…it made him look really good, but maybe it would be nice to remove it. He made an appointment at the hairdressers for around eleven. Before that maybe he'd visit Eiri and after the appointment he could go meet Shuichi at work. Though what should he wear?
He picked out a nice half sleeve red button down shirt and black jeans. After a quick shower he changed and then decided to take the car to Eiri's place. Tohma had left the driver to attend to Tatsuha for the day. The drive to Eiri's house was pretty boring, Tatsuha skimmed through the newspaper, the hospital he had been in was shut down…probably due to something Tohma did, a new Nittle Grasper and Bad Luck CD was coming out sometime this month. Tatsuha realized he hadn't even talked to Ryuichi about his work or his concerts. Ryuichi had become just another guy or friend that he trusted. He'd in a way forgotten that the man was lead singer for Nittle Grasper and one of the best singers in the world. How had he managed to forget that?
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Eiri opened the door unsmiling as always. He glared at his younger brother. "What do you want?" Tatsuha shrugged as he took a seat on the couch. "A lot of things actually…first and foremost my memory, I really don't want to bug you Aniki, but can you please help me?" Eiri blinked, Tatsuha never asked him for help…at least at with things like this. The only help he asked for, was a place to stay or some money, other than that they had just gone their own ways. It wasn't that Eiri didn't care…it was just that he'd taken Tatsuha too much for granted. After the accident, Eiri realized how much Tatsuha meant to him, and now fate was giving him the opportunity to be there for his brother.
Eiri grimaced a little. "Tell, you what…we'll give this get your memory back thing a rest for now. I know it's important, but it should consume all your thoughts you know. Let's just spend the together…I don't know lets just have fun, talk about stuff. Your memory will come back pretty soon, if what Mika said about you remembering the accident is right. The more that you obsess about it, the harder it will be to bring it back ok? Not let me change."
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They got some nice English breakfast at a restaurant down town. Eiri was pretty amused at the number of sausages his little brother consumed. It was like this never ending appetite. At last the dark haired boy stopped and grinned up at his brother. "That was so cool Aniki! I love sausages! Oh and Aniki can you help me refine my English? I mean I know they taught at school, but probably I was goofing off or something…"
Eiri nodded and started right away, forcing his brother to speak to him only in English. He even corrected Tatsuha's accent to make it sound at least slightly American. They went to the book shop, to buy some books after which Eiri accompanied him to the hairdressers. He grumbled all through the time, Tatsuha was getting the dye removed. Eiri decided to go smoke outside…it beat sitting around and reading stupid magazines. When Tatsuha finally came out, Eiri actually smiled.
It felt so good to be able to see his brother back to normal, with out the red hair glaring at him. He enveloped Tatsuha in a hug, before realizing how much he'd let his Eiri The Cold Uncaring Bastard mask slip.
Tatsuha smiled, the last time Eiri had hugged him like that had been when he'd left for New York. Tatsuha had cried all day and clung to his Aniki who was going away. Eiri had hugged him tightly, promising he'd be back to play with Tatsuha and keep him safe. He stepped back and looked at his blonde brother who was trying to will his face into an expression of disinterest.
"Hey, Aniki do you remember the last time you hugged me like that? it was at the airport, you said you'd keep me safe." The blonde's eyes widened. He looked at his brother before saying. "You remember? How much do you remember?"
Tatsuha smiled a little nervously. "Just well, when you hugged me I remembered that and I….remember mom now. She used to hug me like that too ne Aniki? I still miss her, you guys didn't need her much, I still do though. Lets see what else do I remember…just a jumble of a few childhood incidents, like when you tried to drown me in a pond, the time I spread my jar of tadpoles all over your bed and you screamed like a girl, Nee-chan feeling you celery after which you ran away from home, I remember you coming into my room when I was five because father let me sleep with the light on. Yup…most of my child hood I guess."
Eiri was wondering whether to be happy or whether to be annoyed. He had forgotten that Tatsuha had had an awesome memory before and recorded all of Eiri's embarrassing moments perfectly down to every detail. He decided to give a semblance of a smile and inquired what the brat intended to do next.
They decided to go shopping as Tatsuha claimed he needed some nice 'sexy' clothes. If Eiri noticed that his brother had a weird look on his face, he didn't comment. They just picked some nice tank tops, shirts, leather pants with silver buckles and a few other 'necessary' items.
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on the way to NG Tatsuha wondered why he couldn't remember anything about what he had felt for Ryuichi? He knew that he'd had an accident for a stupid poster, but what bugged him was except for that he didn't remember much of Ryuichi at all. The singer made him feel all strange inside now a days, but Tatsuha had no idea what he'd felt before. What the hell was it like to be a fan boy? Sure the first time out of hospital that he'd seen Ryuichi on screen, he'd felt strange…he wanted Ryuichi like he'd never wanted before…but it wasn't a happy fan boy feeling like it should have been…like the evidence of his diary and Ryuichi posters on the wall told him.
Yeah he'd been like a lot of people…he had been attracted to Ryuichi; he had to admit it was lust. But after meeting the singer and spending time with him, it had changed to something else. Tatsuha no longer looked at the singer as a god, he couldn't even feel an inkling of emotion that made him think of Ryuichi as anything other than a friend or maybe more that he'd known for a while. For the first time in his life…or at least the life that he remembered he found himself doubting what he felt for Ryuichi.
Tatsuha sighed as he pushed back in his seat…a small smirk graced his lips. Yeah that's what Ryuichi was…he wasn't a god, he was just another guy trying to live his life by the best means he could. A normal guy…well not exactly normal what with the pink bunny thing and all…who had made his way to the top in this hard world. Tatsuha respected him for that. so if Ryuichi was just another average guy…then why was he messing up Tatsuha like this?
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Ryuichi finished singing and sank into a chair. He was really tired, considering he didn't get any sleep. If he wasn't with Tatsuha he'd never get a good nights rest, but now Tatsuha was worming his way into Ryuichi's dreams. Seeing another employee wave to him, Ryuichi smiled and waved back. He sighed tiredly, it was like he could be himself with Tatsuha not keep up this mask that he did with everyone else…oh sure he did let it slip partly when he was around the other like Tohma and Shuichi, but he could remove it when Tatsuha was around.
He decided to wash his face and freshen up before moving on to the next song. Everything he wrote, he wrote for Tatsuha now. Ryuichi shook his head…it was just too bugging. He splashed some water onto his face and pulled out a tissue to dry it, looking at himself in the mirror. He was definitely in love or something close to it.
He couldn't help but smile when he thought of that. Maybe, just maybe I can tell him everything. All about my past…and he'll love me back?
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A/N: please don't grumble about the chapter being so short. My exams have started kinda and I don't know what I'm doing on the comp! but I decided maybe I can write just a little ok? So please forgive me I'll make them longer…maybe if Arashi-kun could get off his butt and help me, I would do this better…that man infuriates me!
Taka
A/N: this is Arashi here…I have decided to hand over my pen name and everything to the idiot woman taka here. (Pokes Taka's forehead.) So I am not responsible for any late chapter or any thing else. It is all her responsibility and if the silly girl can write using my account then she might as well, take the blame. I only beta read though I suck at it! Ja ne! Be kind to my friend and review please!
